Keep It Up

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Following an incredibly busy year of shows in support of their debut record Hard Feelings, Major League has returned with a sophomore album that defies any pre-conceived notions and defines their next evolution as a band. With guitarist Brian Joyce now helming vocal duties, backed by Matt Chila (guitar/vocals), Kyle Bell (bass) and Luke Smartnick (drums), the band emerges with a new sense of identity, a renewed focus and an abundant amount of energy for their most personal recording to date. 

For their latest effort, Major League worked with esteemed producer Will Yip (Title Fight, The Wonder Years, Balance and Composure) at Studio 4 in Conshohocken, PA who helped steer them in a new direction and further explore their internal boundaries as a band.

“There's Nothing Wrong With Me as a whole dives into the deepest depths of my person and lays it all out,” explains Joyce. “While recording with Will there were many times where I was self conscious about certain subject matter on the record, things I wasn't sure I was ready to talk about. It was very emotional experience and at times nerve wracking to talk about. But ultimately it's what made the record who it is and gave it the identity we feel we've lacked in the past.”

Blood, sweat and tears in the studio paid off as the band came away with eleven brilliantly written tracks that run a gamut of emotions with thoughtful versus and intoxicating choruses. Song’s like “Pillow Talk,” are brought to life with massive riffs and driving rhythm that reveal a vulnerability and sincerity not heard since Jimmy Eat World got Clarity.

There's Nothing Wrong With Me

Major League - Recovery

Ghost

It Turns Around

Hanging On

[Intro]
Ego screaming…
Voices in my head…
Telling me to rip my heart out…
But I’m not broken… not yet…

[Verse 1]
Late nights, mind twisted like a knife,
Pain running deep, cutting through life.
Every thought’s a battle, every breath’s a war,
Shadows crawling in, trying to settle the score.

Ego yelling loud, saying I’m nothing,
Telling me to break, to stop, to quit hustling.
But in my chest, fire’s burning still,
A heartbeat of rage, bending my will.

[Pre-Chorus]
Even when the darkness claws my soul,
Even when my mind loses control,
I fight, I stomp, I crush the lies,
I’m a beast awake, no more disguise.

[Chorus]
My ego’s screaming to carve my heart out,
But I roar, I strike, I tear it all about.
Through the fear, through the chaos inside,
I rise, I rage, I’ll never hide.
Pain is a weapon, I turn it to steel,
I’m alive, I’m raw, I’ll never kneel.
My ego screams to carve my heart out,
But I fight, I conquer, I shut it all out.

[Verse 2]
Every scar, every wound, it made me hard,
Every lie and betrayal left its mark.
Friends and demons tryna pull me down,
But I wear my rage like a crown.

I see the shadow, I see the voice,
Trying to take my life away, no choice.
I punch, I bite, I crush the pain,
I’m the master now, I’ll never break again.

[Pre-Chorus]
Even when the darkness claws my soul,
Even when my mind loses control,
I fight, I stomp, I crush the lies,
I’m a beast awake, no more disguise.

[Chorus ]
My ego’s screaming to carve my heart out,
But I roar, I strike, I tear it all about.
Through the fear, through the chaos inside,
I rise, I rage, I’ll never hide.
Pain is a weapon, I turn it to steel,
I’m alive, I’m raw, I’ll never kneel.
My ego screams to carve my heart out,
But I fight, I conquer, I shut it all out.

[Bridge]
Ego, shadows, voices, lies…
I see you, I hear you, I despise!
Pain is loud, but my roar is louder,
I’m the storm, the fire, the power!

[Final Chorus]
My ego’s screaming to carve my heart out,
But I roar, I strike, I tear it all about.
Through the fear, through the chaos inside,
I rise, I rage, I’ll never hide.
Pain is a weapon, I turn it to steel,
I’m alive, I’m raw, I’ll never kneel.
My ego screams to carve my heart out,
But I fight, I conquer, I shut it all out.

[Outro]
I rise…
I rage…
I crush the ego…
I own my mind…
No shadow… no pain… can break me now.

Ego Screams, I Fight

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